Showing posts with label laugh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laugh. Show all posts
Tuesday, 1 May 2012
Camps and courts of the mighty
You may think this a tame enough occupation for one who has assisted at as many major catastrophes as I have, and a poor setting after the camps and courts of the mighty, but I was getting on, you know, and as the Good Book says, there's a time for racketing about crying Ha-ha! among the trumpets, and a time for sitting back with your feet dipped in butter watching others fall in the mire.
Flashman and the Tiger, p.222, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
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Monday, 2 June 2008
The best troopers

And of course Lady Sale was to the fore, wearing an enormous turban and riding a tiny Afghan pony side-saddle. ‘I was saying to Lady McNaghten that I believe we wives would make the best troopers of all,’ she cries out. ‘What do you think, Mr Flashman?’
‘I’d take your Ladyship into my troop any time,’ says I, at which she simpered horribly – ‘but the other horses might be jealous,’ I says to myself quietly, at which the lancers set up a great laugh.
Flashman, p.178, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.
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